A golden rule: to leave an incomplete image of oneself.

The universal view melts things into a blur.

There is no other world. Nor even this one. What, then, is there? The inner smile provoked in us by the patent nonexistence of both.

Do I look like someone who has something to do here on earth?' —That's what I'd like to answer the busybodies who inquire into my activities.

You are done for - a living dead man - not when you stop loving but stop hating. Hatred preserves: in it, in its chemistry, resides the mystery of life.

Our first intuitions are the true ones.

The fact that life has no meaning is a reason to live - moreover, the only one.

Impossible to spend sleepless nights and accomplish anything: if, in my youth, my parents had not financed my insomnias, I should surely have killed myself.

The aphorism is cultivated only by those who have known fear in the midst of words, that fear of collapsing with all the words.

The multiplication of our kind borders on the obscene; the duty to love them, on the preposterous.

Only optimists commit suicide, optimists who no longer succeed at being optimists. The others, having no reason to live, why would they have any to die?

As a leader, you are always going to get a combination of two things: What you create and What you allow.

A moment can change the way you view the world, and the way you view the world will give you more moments.

If a dog will not come to you after having looked you in the face, you should go home and examine your conscience.

The other houses in the neighborhood had Christmas lights up and trees visible in their windows, but not Shae's. She and I were the only ones who didn't care anymore, and I liked that about her.

if you show me how strong you are, i just exactly see your weakness.

It is not the enactment, but the observance of laws, that creates the character of a nation.

Proverbs are for the most part rules of moral, or, still more properly, of prudential conduct.

People are scared man, they're scared of the void.

The only good enemy is a dead enemy.

I keep plastering it until it comes around to what I want, in terms of all I know and think about painting now, as well as in terms of the initial observation.